I would do anything for you.
but then you know that…
Look at all I’ve done.
I berated you for stealing love
– My love –
when you had no intention of returning it.
I knelt before you
a sacrifice willing to die
rather then to bear your loss.
I looked into your callous eyes
as you slipped cold steel
between eager lips.
Hating the fact - that I belonged to you.
I nodded as you asked
“ do you want me to kill you”
but you left me here.
body living – soul dead
anguish dripping from pathetic pours
fingers caressing the trigger of dismay.
“I own you” it’s only as whisper.
And to my horror it’s true.
But you don’t bring love into the equation
and I’m incapable of escape.
“How do you know you love me?”
you require, nay demand, proof.
So I face you with trepidation and reply:
“I would do anything for you.”
Sinewy fingers twist in curls,
drawing back my willing head;
your sharp blade caresses my breast.
I moan as crimson beads
weep along the lines;
cry out in ecstasy as you sip them like nectar.
Vampire like - you drink of my essence.
Your tongue slips across my nipple;
erotic shutters rock my spirit.
“Do you still love me?”
Oh God, I love you more!
But it’s still not enough…
You still question, what your soul knows.
We are one, I belong to you;
but what you own, somehow owns you.
I am your addiction.
You can’t escape my love!
You call me and I come
nothing you ask is ever denied
But you still desire proof
You bend wire forming your mark.
Taunt me with it;
heat it in the fire until it glows.
I don’t believe you’ll do it;
but I hunger for it.
I spread my fevered thighs.
“I would do anything for you”
You advance believing I’ll flinch,
knowing - no one could love this much.
I tremble as I lift zealous hips;
thrusting into your fiery touch.
Branded skin, sizzles and singes,
but I never feel the heat.
I’m saturated --
as you embrace your love,
and weep -- blood drenched tears -- for me.
Patricia Gibson-Little
Author notes
This is a poem about a time in my life when I was so obsessed with someone that I felt like nothing was beyond doing to prove it. I felt like he had branded me and others should be able to see it. The feelings overwhelmed me and the love seemed pure and yet dark. It goes beyond expressing. I know that many will find this poem uncomfortable to read, but I consider it to be my best “dark” poem. ~ Patti ~
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Written May 25th, 2003
In a list
A contest entry
- The future cannot exist without the past.... by Blank Page.
400 points, ended September 28, 2004, 16 entries
Bronze trophy winner
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This was beautifully dark I like it thankx for your comments you automatically get a cuip cant decide whether second or third. -
Yo McKee this is not the type of comment I asked for please add a different one and notify me about it ... thank you ...THE DARK.
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Good wording, a bit to long.
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well geez. at the very least i would not want to be in this situation, ever. no lie on the s & m nonsense, going borderline saddistic rape and murder. well written and quite sick. i think you will do very well in this contest. i do agree that it goes on a bit long not in length of words but just the fact i think i should end a lot sooner in content lol. good luck -
I really liked the beginning of this piece, and what you were aying there. The rhyme scheme was great and it helped with the flow. I didn't really like the last 2/3 or so of it, I guess it's just not the type of poetry I like. Oh well, I liked the beginning.
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WOW THIS WAS WICKEDLY AWESOME ... BRILLIANT BRILLIANT BRILLIANTY BRILLIANT PIECE ... WONDERFUL TO READ .... A BIT ON THE LONG SIDE BUT THE WORDING MADE UP FOR IT.
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Oh but what we won't do for love or to be loved. Pain should not be a part of love but sometimes it seems to be the evil twin. Very good imagery. Thanks for sharing.
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This certainly covered that dark side, hint of eroticism, intense pain... and ummm.. the knife.. oh my. The pointy knife on the breast was a bit towards the rape end of things vs. extreme s/m.. yikes. Then again, it never ceases to amaze me as to what some in the world may do to get excited (not implying you personally of course).
Anyhow... it was a good piece to cover the criteria. Well done and solid imagery! Best of luck!
oops.. also, thanks for your earlier comment tonight!
Kimmie
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Wow, great write.........really enjoyed this.....I can picture it all..........thanks for sharing it........lisa anne
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damn. okay, yeah, this is really erotic. i don't like the cutting across breast part. owie. sort of. well, great job with the imagery and idk, it really is sick and twisted but the erotic parts are wierd to me...idk, i'm usually used to some of it, but this seemed very very like, 'adult' still...great job. it's a good poem.
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